"Do you think if I can hit, you can't?"
The young man said, "Of course you can hit, but I can also give rewards. You've just bought many things, and probably don't have much gold at hand, right?"
As he spoke, he casually tossed a few pieces of gold, intentionally hitting the ground in front of Wang Anfeng, rolling a few times to the foot of a nearby noble, who stirred the gold with the toe of his shoe.
Wang Anfeng's heart was like an ancient well.
Helian Pan smiled while drinking, looking at Helian Lianyang, continuously pressuring, though his gaze wasn't truly on this musician, intending to use the musician to pressure Helian Lianyang to reveal some tactics and trump cards; it was merely about exchanging pieces, for the musician, even if truly at the Sixth Rank, is just a musician here.
The customs on the grassland are not necessarily inferior to those of the Central Plains dynasty.
At this moment, someone suddenly spoke with a cheerful tone:
"Come over here."
